I suppose it's right to start with a little background information before I kick this thing off.

I got laid a fair amount in high school from social circle game, and had the fortunate luck of attending an extremely small (my graduating class had 19 students) high school where a good reputation ensured that you could fuck a girl, then likely fuck her friends if you were cool about it. College was a different scene of course, so I felt the need to improve my social skills on the whole and meet chicks via cold-approach on a more consistent basis. We're all in this shit for the power of choice, right?

I've been loosely affiliated with the RSD community since 2009, when I completed what seems to be the standard trifecta:

1) Read 'The Game', realize is a bald weirdo who runs canned game, but get intrigued by the concept
2) Get introduced to RSD, watch material, realize that natural game is the shit
3) Join RSDNation, troll that shit HARD MAWFUCKA

Mostly kidding about the third one, since I haven't really posted seriously on the forums at any point in time. So I'm quite familiar with RSD principles, and after applying some concepts and tightening up my mediocre game, I had some decent success in college with cold-approach.

Fast forward a couple years, and I've since graduated college. I'm 22, fully employed by a tech startup in the US (salary and shit, cash money money yo), but have just been given the ridiculous opportunity to live in Melbourne for the next 3 months on a trip that's sponsored by my company. Long story short: we have a ton of Aussie clients, but no formal office down here, so I'm recruiting local people to set up operations and supporting our existing clients in the meantime. Corporate shit, but I've found myself here in Melbourne in a furnished apartment working from home, essentially transplanted into a brand new environment. I'm no stranger to travel having been to Europe, studied abroad in China, etc... but this is hands-down the most independence I've ever been granted in a foreign country. I almost don't know what to do with myself. So naturally, it's time to get all fucking social and shit!

I'm pretty critical of myself when it comes to game, but I feel that criticism that's held in my head doesn't help me progress towards having great skills with chicks. I'll fully admit that I've gotten most of my success with women just from physical attraction, but that's not NEARLY as lethal as having good social skills, knowing how and when to escalate, not having any fear of approaching stunners, all that good stuff we like to call GAME. It's almost like being a KJ - you can to the gym and become very aesthetic, but if you don't know how to properly spit, then it's a waste. Much like how you could sit around and study theory and watch instructor videos all day and think you know what to do, but not actually execute. Thus, I've decided to begin a journal of FRs to:

A) Motivate myself to push harder than I normally would
B) Maximize my time in the country
C) Grow as much as I can, personally
D) Sharpen my skills with girls and get LAID AND SHIT

That's me with the most recent girl I was dating back at home. She moved back to England, and I ended up here, and in all honesty I was choding pretty hard after she left the USA and I was still there. The more I put my thoughts on paper, the more I realize how primed I am to start this journal. It's growing on me more and more.

So I got here on Tuesday, Aug. 7 and am here in Melb for 3 months. If this is considered day 1 of the journal, it's a pretty good day to start, considering it's Friday night and I don't have shit to do.

I just unlocked my American BlackBerry today and got an Australian SIM card. Fucking flummoxed as to how this works though - I think I can make outbound calls, but I have no clue what my local number is. Looks like I need to figure that shit out the hard way! Definitely need to get that handled for anything logistical.

Gonna head out for the night in a few hours here and see what I can do to start off this adventure. I figure once I go out, establish a baseline of what I'm going to start working on from a game perspective, and start to keep track of my successes, sticking points, and lessons to be learned, the structure of this will all start to come together. This will also be a good opportunity to learn the city, learn the venues, and figure out the best places to meet girls. Fingers crossed I don't get wasted and look the wrong way at an intersection only to be flattened by some fucking tram. I love Melbourne so far though - everyone is mad friendly, girls are cute, and there's no (major) language barrier. Stoked.

Day 2 - Wins and Losses, Making it Happen Officially Day 2 of journal times here in Melbourne for yours truly. Last night was a pretty big fail, as jetlag got the absolute best of me. Went to the gym, lifted some weights, and upon returning to my apartment I allowed myself to "lay down for a second". At the time, I was thinking to myself "All right dude, just chill for a few minutes, then go drink that Red Bull in the fridge, shower, and GO!". 3 hours later, I wake up in the same position and realize it was 1 AM. I was pretty pissed at myself, and proceeded to sleep less than soundly for the rest of the evening. At least I know my self-expectations have been set, and that I know I need to make a fucking EFFORT. Wasting a perfectly good Friday night is unacceptable by my own standards, and that's what I need to live up to. The whole journal thing keeps me accountable, which provides even better motivation to go out and improve my game. I like that aspect quite a lot, but it did leave a bitter taste in my mouth this morning upon waking up. Decided to head out for the CBD today to go buy some reading material for the next few weeks. Back at home, I "obtain" books very much through the internet, but I realized that I have entirely too much money on my hands not to support authors who write their shit for a reason. Just cause you can pirate stuff doesn't mean you should. This reminded me quite a bit of a post by Natural Tim (arguably my favorite RSD figure) recently during his stage where he lamented that he poured his heart out into "The Flawless Natural", only to be pirated by fuckers on the internet to ruin his emotional and financial investment into a major endeavor in his life. I thought it was a fantastic DVD series, and his thoughts have stuck with me ever since to support people whose content I really appreciate. Bought the following books: 1) App Empire by Chad Mureta - awesome read thus far, it's the first one I cracked open and I'm really enjoying his personal insight and business advice. The book is about leveraging the mobile app industry to create an amazingly flexible and profitable lifestyle, very much like our boy Natural Tim alludes to with his Blog material. Very cool. www.amazon.com/App-Empire-Make-Money-Technology/dp/111810787X2) Game On by Jon Radoff - An excellent-looking book about energizing your business with social media games. I've been really intiruged by the concept of business-related gamification recently, and this was in the bargain section at Dymocks in downtown Melbourne. Couldn't resist. www.amazon.com/Game-Energize-Business-Social-Media/dp/0470936266/3) Click Millionaires by Scott Fox - This seemed a little hokey at first, but upon picking it up in the bookstore, entrepreneurial ideas started to flood my brain like the author just blew up a fucking dam. Couldn't help but buy it. Really excited to read this one. www.amazon.com/Click-Millionaires-Work-Internet-Business/dp/0814431917 I just wish shit wasn't so damn expensive in Melbourne. Even looking at those Amazon links, the price they have listed is at least half of what I paid in store. On a more positive note, there was some sort of promotion in the bookshop today which had employees fully dressed as Star Wars / Pirates of the Caribbean / Avengers characters. Fucking strange, but rather funny to see them wandering the racks in full nerd garb. Shot the shit with the girl who checked me out about the nerdfest. Enough extraneous material. Ended up at a hotel bar just down the street from my apartment reading "App Empire" and drinking some Peronis this afternoon, and ran into a couple in their late 20s who were super friendly and chatted with them for a while. The girl working the hotel bar was pretty hot - bangs, fairly short, tight body, EXCELLENT in my book, and they were actually gaming her a little bit for me. Always nice to have some stranger wing-friends at your service. She works there and it's just 2 doors down from my place, so I fully intend to go back for a number pull at the very least. Baby steps, but progress. I've realized that I need to start somewhere considering I don't know a fucking soul in this city. Admittedly, this is one of the first foreign cities I've been to (with the exception of Florence, Italy) where being American really seems to serve to your advantage. Local people are super hospitable and friendly. Good on you, Aussies. I really appreciate the friendly welcome. Got invited out tonight by the same couple to a bar district fairly close by. She mentioned she had a small group of about 15 girlfriends (small group? really?) coming out for her birthday this evening, and we exchanged numbers so I could meet up with them later. Seems like a bit of an older crowd, about 28-29ish probably, but 15 fucking girlfriends? May very well shoot them a text if I can't find anything else tonight. Sounded like they wanted to go pretty hard for her birthday. Feeling a bit chode for documenting such trivial social interactions, but I've realized that in order to monitor personal growth and progress in the game, keeping track of everything from scratch in a brand new city where I know literally NOBODY is a good thing, regardless of how inconsequential minor interactions are. I made a mental note to myself today to set my own personal bar lower so that I can start to rack up minor successes and build momentum. Nobody becomes a pimp in a new country overnight, after all. NOT GOING TO MAKE THE SAME MISTAKE AS LAST NIGHT AND TAKE A "NAP". GOING OUT FOR REAL NO FUCKING EXCUSES.That being said, I'm gonna get some dinner in a neighborhood a bit south of my apartment where the nightlife seems pretty good. Homeboy I met on the plane mentioned that it was good for bars/clubs, so I'll go check it out. I'll leave you guys with this: